Page 37 of Ace

Ace pounced with the speed of a hungry wolf, taking me down to the bed in one smooth movement.

“Tease,” he said as he slipped his fingers beneath the lacy thong and ripped it off me.Even then, he managed to avoid my wounded side as he towered over my prone form and lowered his head to suck one taut nipple into his mouth.

Still sucking on my breast, he lowered his hand and slid one finger inside my slick pussy.“You’re wet.So damn fucking wet.”

Reaching past me, he opened the drawer and fished out a condom.Ripping the package open with his teeth, he quickly rolled it down over his impressive length.

“I want you.”I reached up to run my hands across the sexy scruff on his chin.“Now.Fuck me now.”

He chuckled, a dark growly sound that sent heat curling through my belly.Scooting down, he settled himself between my thighs.His tongue was pure magic, sliding in and out of my wet pussy, making me twist and squirm.He inserted one finger, pumping it in and out with a circular twist that drove me crazy.

My breath escaped in a tortured hiss as he found that one spot that had me melting into a pool of liquid heat.I bucked my hips up, wordlessly begging for more.Faster.Harder.

He feasted on my pussy like a man facing starvation.His tongue.His fingers.His mouth.

I could feel myself getting close.I begged him not to stop, whimpering shamelessly as he upped the pressure on my most sensitive parts.

“Come on, babe.Come for me.”He lifted his head to spear me with his gaze.“I want to taste your desire.”

I couldn’t answer, couldn’t form a sentence.I was so lost in the feeling of his mouth on me.His fingers stroking inside me.His masculine scent surrounding me, a mixture of lust and sweat and desire.He knew exactly what it took to drive me insane with want, to make me crave him with every fiber of my being.

My orgasm washed over me in intense waves, and I arched up against him, grinding myself against his face.

Ace lapped at the moisture dripping from me, the evidence of my pleasure.When I finally stopped squirming against his mouth, he lifted himself over me and stared into my dazed eyes.“You good?”

I nodded.“Yeah.But I still want you.Want to feel you filling me up with that massive cock of yours.”

“Fuck, babe.Don’t have to ask me twice.”Reaching down, he took himself in one hand and positioned himself at my entrance.

I closed my eyes and let myself revel in the feel of him, the anticipation of what was about to happen.He paused, the tip of his cock barely inside me, and I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me.Wordlessly, we looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment before he bucked his hips and speared me with one massive thrust.

I gasped, my breath hitching in my throat as he thrust in and out, fucking me with a delicious abandon.I gave myself up to the feeling of Ace in me, on top of me, surrounding me with his presence.

He rolled over, taking me with him and suddenly I was on top, in charge of the pace.A sense of power surged through me as I rode him fast and hard, like a wild horse running free on the mountain ranges.Our sweat mingled, and he grasped my hips, holding me but letting me set the pace.

I threw my head back and felt my hair cascade down my back.I sucked in a deep breath, then let out a cry as another orgasm, more intense than the first washed over me in waves.My channel clenched around his shaft as a series of aftershocks pulsed through me.

Moments later, I felt a surge of heat just as Ace let out a roar, signaling his own release.I arched my back, riding him with eyes closed as I reveled in pure feelings.

I collapsed on top of my burly biker lover, my head resting in the crook of his shoulder.A thin sheen of sweat covered both of us as our breathing slowly returned to normal.Warmth and an unfamiliar feeling of belonging washed over me.Despite everything that had happened, everything that I thought I wanted or didn’t want, this felt so good.So right.

Ace nuzzled the top of my head, skimming the lightest of kisses across my forehead.“This is where you belong, where we belong.”Just as he reached up to brush a stray lock of hair off my face, the sound of shattering glass echoed from the front of the house.

“Now what the fuck?”

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Ace

I knew we should have gone back to the clubhouse.Why had I let Emma talk me out of it?Grabbing my pants, I pulled them on commando style and yanked my cut on over my naked chest as I raced out into the living room.

The front window was destroyed, shards of glass covering the floor, and in the middle of the living room floor sat a flat black box with wires wrapped around it, and an alarm type clock duct taped to it.

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!

I’d seen enough shit to know what it was.A homemade bomb.The alarm clock would be the timer, since it hadn’t exploded yet.No idea how long before it went off, and I didn’t waste any time trying to find out.

Pivoting sharply, I raced back to the bedroom.

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